The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-10-04

might have given me look, hut Then, when
a man is newly married. and has just gained
great victory, he Is apt 10 listen TO the i'd
vice OF doctors, and quite right too.
Just then heard a familiar voice informing
me that "Monsieur must now couch himself"
and looking up perceived Alphonses enor
nous black mustaches curling away In the
distance.
$50 you are hcrep said
"Mais oui, monsieur. the war Is now fin
ished, my military instincts are satisfied, and
return to nurse monsieur"
| laughed. or rather tried TO but whatever
may have been Alphonse's failings as war
rior land fear that he did not come up to the
level of his heroic grandfather In this partic'
ular showing thereby how true is the saying
that II is bad thing TO be overshadowed by
some great ancestral name), better or
kinder nurse never lived. Poor Alphonse
hope no will always think OF me as kindly as
| think of him.
On the morrow saw Curtis and Nyleptha
with him, and he told me the whole history
Of what had happened since Umslopogaas
and galloped wildly away from the battle
10 ave the life of the queen. IL seemed to
me that he had managed the thing exceeding
" well, and showed great ability as general.
or course, however, our loss had bel dread
fully heavy-indeed, ! am afraid b. say how
many persisted in the desperate battle have
described, but know that the slaughter has
appreciably affected the male population OF
the country He was very pleased to see me,
dear fellow that he is and thanked me with
tears in his eyes for the little l had been able
to do. | saw him, however, start violently
when his eyes fell upon my face.
AS for Nyleptha she was positively radiant
now that cher dear lord" had come back with
no other injury than an ugly scar on his
forehead.
sand what art thou going to do with
Soraisl" asked her
Instantly her bright brow darkened to
frown.
"Sorais," she said, with little stamp of the
foot, "ah, but Soraisp
Sir Henry hastened TO turn the subject.
"You will soon be about and all right again
now, ola fellow" he said.
shook my heda and laughed.
"Don't deceive yourselves" / said. ~ may
be about for a little, but | shall never be all
right again. am a dying man, Curtis.
may die slow, but die must. Do you know,
have been splitting blood all the morningi
l tell YOU there is something working away
into my lung, can feel it, There, don't look
distressed; have had my day, and am ready
to go. Give me the mirror, will youi want
to look at myself"
He made some excuse, but saw through it
and insisted, and at last he handed me one Of
the disks of polished silver, set in a wooden
frame like a hand screen, which serve as
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put IL down.
"Ah," said quietly Al thought SO, and you
talk of my getting all right" / did not like
to let them see how shocked l really was at
my own appearance. My grizzled stubby
hair was turned snow white, and my yellow
face was shrunk like an aged woman's and
had two deep purple rings painted beneath
the eyes.
Here Nyleptha began to cry. and Sir Henry
again turned the subject telling me that the
artists had taken a cast of the dead body OF
old Umslopogaas, and that a great statue in
black marble was to be erected of him in the
act of splitting the sacred stone, which was
to he matched by another statue III white
marble of myself and the horse Daylight as
he appeared when, at the termination OF that
wild ride, he sank beneath me in the court
| yard OF the palace. nave since seen tuese
statues, which, at the time of writing this,
six months after the battle, are nearly
finished and very beautiful they are, especi-
ally that of Umslopogaas, which is exactly
like him As for that Of myself, it is good
but they have idealzed my ugly face little,
which is perhaps as well, seeing that thou
sands of people will probably look at in the
centuries to come, and it is not pleasant to
look at ugly things.
Then they told me that Umslopogaas' last
wish had been carried out, and that instead
of being cremated, as l shall be, after the
usual custom here, he had been tied up Zulu
fashion, with his knees beneath his chin and,
having been wrapped in thin Iheet of beaten
gold, entombed in a hole followed out of the
masonry of the samicircular space at the top
of the stair he defended so splendidly, which
faces, as far nc we can judge, almost exactly
toward Zululand. There he sits and viii sit
forever, for they embalmed him with spices
and put him in an air tight stone Golfer,
keeping his grim watch beneath the spot he
held alone against multitude; and the people
say that at night his ghost rises and stands
shaking the phantom of Inkosi kaas at phan-
tom foes Certainly they fear during the
dark hours to pass the place where the hero
is buried.
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